Strike the concertina's melancholy string! Blow the spirit-stirring harp like any thing! Let the piano's martial blast Rouse the Echoes of the Past
In all the woes that curse our race there is a lady in the case.
I accept refreshment at any hands, however lowly.
The privilege and pleasure That we treasure beyond measure Is to run on little errands for the Ministers of State.
A policeman's lot is not a happy one
A man is but an ass Who fights in a cuirass
When every blessed thing you have is made of silver, or of gold, you long for simple pewter.
Darwinian man, though well-behaved, at best is only a monkey shaved.
I am a child of Nature, and take after my mother.
Then a sentimental passion of a vegetable fashion must excite your languid spleen, An attachment a la Plato for a bashful young potato, or a not-too-French French bean!
Utopia's quite another land; In her enterprising movements, She is England--with improvements
The Law is the true embodiment of everything that's excellent; it has no kind of fault or flaw and I, my Lords, embody the Law.
After many unhappy experiments in the direction of an ideal Republic, it was found that what may be described as a Despotism tempered by Dynamite provides, on the whole, the most satisfactory description of ruler - an autocrat who dares not abuse his autocratic power.
So I fell in love with a rich attorney's Elderly ugly daughter.
Love, unrequited, robs me of my rest: Love, hopeless love, my ardent soul encumbers: Love, nightmare-like, lies heavy on my chest, And weaves itself into my midnight slumbers!
Posterity will know as little of me as I know of posterity.
He led his regiment from behind. He found it less exciting.
There's a fascination frantic in a ruin that's romantic.
There's fish in the sea, no doubt of it, As good as ever came out of it.
poverty is obsolete and hunger is abolished
And that singular anomaly, the lady novelist-- I don't think she'd be missed--I'm sure she'd not be missed!
Spurn not the nobly born with love affected; nor treat with virtuous scorn the well connected.
I see no objection to stoutness, in moderation.
Bless your heart, they don't mind--they're exceedingly kind-- They don't blame you--as long as you're funny!
See how the Fates their gifts allot, For A is happy-B is not. Yet B is worthy, I dare say, Of more prosperity than A.
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